Located in the valley north of the Elwyn Forest in the east of Stormwind, the Northshire Abbey is said to be the www.biquge.info of the Scourge of Azeroth, because it was the last mage, Medivan, who had been sleeping here for more than a decade, who opened the Dark Door and plunged the continent into a savage, brutal Greenskin Storm. But some say it's a source of hope, Anduin? Sir Lothar escaped death from the Mines of Death, and it was here that he recuperated before he took up the banner of the Alliance. In any case, it is undeniable that many heroes have walked out of this secluded valley, including Alonsos, who founded the "Silver Hand"? Fao, the slogan of the paladins "Defend glory with blood" is still recited to this day.

There are also rumors circulating in Stormwind that there is a secret passage behind Stormwind that allows members of the royal family to escape here in case of crisis. But this rumor has never been confirmed.

To this day, Brother Nils is still appointed by the Church of Light to preside over the monastery, while Brother Samuel and priestess Anita is responsible for training paladins and new priests for the Alliance. As the shortage of combat strength grew, experienced veterans were sent here as instructors to train newcomers who were unable to get close to the Light, but who had the talent to become other professions.

Today is the training day for the new ladies who are about to become paladins, and the sheriff Mark Brad gets up early in the morning to wipe and maintain his armor and sword and shield, although these tasks can be left to his subordinates to do, but Mark Brad is still used to taking care of it himself, you know. When he was fighting, he had to rely on these guys to save his life. Although they are only Stormwind-standard equipment, they are military equipment. Their quality is still very reliable, at least much better than the equipment that mercenaries and adventurers put together.

After breakfast, Mark Brad returned to his room, where he put on his armor with the help of his servants.

A helmet with visor, half breastplate, shoulder pads, knight's belt, steel leggings, high-waisted iron boots with spurs, and iron gloves, in addition to a one-handed sword and a shield depicting the lion's head emblem of Stormwind.

This piece of equipment weighed more than eighty pounds, the heaviest of which was the half-breastplate and the Stormwind City heraldic shield. This shield is very famous throughout Stormwind. It is a one-handed shield that can only be wielded by the most powerful warriors. It weighs over twenty pounds and is in the shape of a standard shield. Most importantly. The lion emblem on the surface of the shield is not something that anyone can paint, only those who have proven themselves in battle and made great contributions to Stormwind.

He rattled to the stable, and from there he pulled his horse. This beautiful chestnut horse has a pure East Valley pedigree. It cost him a full four months of his salary. Mark Brad's wife didn't bother him much about it. But in his opinion, this qiē was worth it, especially after the horse saved his life in a battle.

He called it "Loyal", and in his opinion, the horse fully deserved the name. And the horse was strong enough to carry Mark Brad and his heavy armor.

He didn't wait for the help of his servants, and turned over and stepped on the horse. He hung the shield on the weapon hook on the side of the saddle and flicked the reins. Go to the monastery. Along the way, he was greeted by pedestrians on both sides of the road, including farmers, merchants, and occasionally a few apprentices from the monastery.

When he reached the open space in front of the monastery gates, he saw fifty young knights lined up in two columns with their horses, waiting for his arrival. Their armor was polished so shiny that it almost showed a human figure, and most of their weapons were richly decorated, some of them wearing ornate silk cloaks, and some of them even wore expensive demonic cloth, which was not uncommon. They all have a beautiful tuft of peacock feathers stuck in their helmets, which sway in the morning breeze, which is very cool.

The sheriff chuckled in his heart, did these guys think they were going on a trip? But he didn't say anything, and compared to dry preaching, the cruel truth is the best instructor.

Looking at this group of rookies who were full of enthusiasm and looking forward to relying on the sword and shield in their hands to gain glory, he couldn't help but smile. He remembered that when he was young, he was also so energetic and stupid~ lacking the second middle school.

"March, follow me!" Mark Brad walked up to these little roosters who seemed to be in heat and said coldly. He couldn't remember how many new paladins he had taken. He always trained them rigorously, hoping that these young men would learn as much combat knowledge and skills as possible under his command to protect themselves, which made him seem a little cold and unkind.

But Mark Brad knew he was doing it for their good, as Stormwind was always eager to send these recruits into battle before they were fully trained. How many of these rookies survived after the end of the first campaign in which they participated? Thirty percent? Fifty percent? Perhaps at that time, they will truly understand the good intentions of this instructor.

Although these quasi-paladins have undergone some basic training, they have not yet undergone the baptism of the Holy Light, and they cannot use the power of the Holy Light, at most they can only be regarded as knights, they are not yet proficient in using the skills they have learned in training, and they have to rely on their own blood and passion to fight, but as the saying goes, "the whole bottle does not sound, half a bottle is clanged", and their age is also the time when the doubts and rebellion are the strictest. I am always waiting for the opportunity to show my strength and determination. But more often than not, it's to cause some ridiculous trouble for Mark Brad.

But Mark Brad didn't care, for he knew that after a few tough battles and seeing blood—which doesn't have to be the enemy's, their own sometimes works better—the recruits would be honest. Didn't you come over like this back then?

Passing through the outer gates of the Northshire Valley, they came to the road that led to the town of Shining Gold. However, Mark Brad didn't plan to take them to Glitter Town, because the Lion King's Pride Inn in Glitter Town was a good place to be, but this kind of bustling and comfortable place would only wear down people's will and strength, and was not suitable for these young people with strong blood. (To be continued......)